Posted by Kim on Saturday Feb 14, 2015 Under Photoetry
Love is many things, but since having you it’s become much clearer to me.
More focused, yet all-encompassing.
More intense, yet fragile.
More intentional, yet serendipitous.
Love is…
a lazy Saturday morning serenade. You make up songs as you go. Singing freely.
Love is…
running around the backyard with the puppy dogs. There’s nothing better than seeing their tails wag at the sight of us. Or how they rub up against us when we are together and lean into us with their soft, strong bodies to show affection, nearly knocking us over.
Puppy hugs.
Love is…
jumping on the trampoline on a cold and cloudy day. With a sword, no doubt. The imagination hard at work. Creating scenarios. Narrating as you go.
Love is…
jumping on the trampoline on a warm and sunny day. Making faces the whole time. Seeing how silly you can be. Just raw fun.
Love is small moments of surprises that whisper to us during the day. Those moments we discover as we make our way along. Doing all the things we ordinarily do.
It’s the moment I stop and look at you when you are talking, because nothing else matters more than what you are saying to me.
It’s the moment I pause while unloading the dishwasher to watch how crazy fast you can run into the living room.
It’s the moment when we are playing and you say something funny and we both crack up laughing out loud.
It’s the moment when you jump into bed, lay down flat and I flap the blanket over you. You giggle and say, “Again!” again and again until my arms are tired.
It’s the moment I look in my rear view mirror and see you engrossed in deep conversation, because we don’t turn on the radio. We talk to each other.
I could go on and on. We are overflowing with moments.
Gorgeous moments.
Beautiful moments.
I’m so grateful for each of them. For these moments make our life joyful.
Posted by Kim on Saturday Jan 10, 2015 Under Photoetry
Things don’t have to be at 100% to be happy. There’s something called the tipping point which claims that if you can have just 51% positive thoughts, than you can have a wonderful life. I feel fairly confident that we stay beyond the tipping point most days. Easily.
There’s been a lot of bumps in my life along the way, but nothing compares to being a parent. It’s the greatest thing ever, but also the hardest. I used to just think of myself, but now it’s all about you. If things didn’t work out, it was okay because the only person at risk was me. Now, your life is involved. My joys now are the sweetest gifts of my life, but my mistakes now leave the deepest wounds. Every day is a quest to make it the best day possible for you, but I am so far from perfect. I often fall short. Most of the time I can’t make decisions for worrying, which is right? Which is best? Which will work? People stand in judgement and I know this, so I fret even more. I start thinking about things that really don’t apply to the problem at hand. Your daddy, on the other hand, sees everything crystal clear. So easily. How does he do that???? I’m in awe of him. A straight shooter, he hits the target every time. He zooms in on what matters and sticks to the point.
(This is how I see things)
I promise you this: I will find my focus.
In trying to put you first and keep your best interest at heart, I get so overwhelmed. I try to handle things the way I think best and end up making a mess of it all. I end up feeling like a failure to you. So, I bounce around in this web of confusion. I try to handle life calmly. I think to myself, in the grand scheme of things, it’s really not a big deal. Little things. Learn and grow.
I promise you this: I will not second guess myself.
Everything happens for a reason. My path led me here. With you. And I believe I have the chance to create beautiful memories for you. That’s my gift and my purpose. I’m looking for quiet. I just want you to smile and be comfortable. I just want you to be happy. I just want to be here with you and for you. Every day.
I promise you this: I will take a deep breath and calm my mind!
Posted by Kim on Sunday Dec 21, 2014 Under Photoetry
We went to Night of a Thousand Candles at Brookgreen Gardens.
It might as well be called Life of a Thousand Blesings because I was counting mine.
It was as if the past 5 years were captured and living in those candles.
Each candle necessary. Each candle a vital part along the way.
If my thoughts and feelings could be personified, I imagine it would look like this.
I felt like someone had taken my joy and strung it from the trees. There it was twinkling everywhere.
I felt like I was walking the paths through my own heart. Soft steps to new discoveries.
This was a dream, wide awake. My reverie.
(That was foam…so much fun!)
For each candle there is a blessing lit and burning. Glowing softly. Warming gently. Creating energy. Reminding me where I am. Who I have become.
For each candle there is a shadow. A darkness behind. Mistakes made. Lessons learned. Pain endured. Reminding me how far I’ve come. Who I was.
For each candle a blessing is revealed. Each blessing celebrated.
The smiles between us in all we do. The snuggles each night reading a book. The sleepy mornings with your head on my shoulder. The playfulness you bring to everything. The trust we’ve created together.
You led the way through this garden of candles with your hot chocolate in your little gloved hands. Soft Christmas music playing in the background. We followed you. Proud of you. Enjoying you. Hearts full.
Magical.
That’s how my life has been since you.
Beautiful.
That’s how my life has looked since you.
Peaceful.
That’s how my life has felt since you.
My blessings grow more each day. More candles to display. Life burning brighter. Life growing warmer. Paths stretching longer.
You are a thousand blessings and I count every one.
